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It hurts watching your kind an agony I never had met within all my Ano-cycles of life. Fleeting like the seasons your prime flows to fast. Such short lifes filled with so much. A thousand momments in one day more emotions than my kind could have thought. Your flesh is weaker than metal yet you held bold infant of us. Such a strange species yet I feel nothing but love.
It's frustrating watching your wars. Blood shed much like our own and yet you continue. And as the hypocrite I am I try and show reason. It was foolish. Your kind is nothing short but quick to snap back at hypocrites such as I. I was in war and currently am yet I dare demand peace from you? It's frightening how similar our reasonings are. Nations who all bleed the same shade of red divided by those above them. How was I to demand unity when it was this structure that cause me to differentiate myself from the other fraction. Your kind bare their country's flags and others with pride or shame. Chanting praise or begging for forgiveness. Filling streets with demands of change. Destroying city's in the name of faith. It's painful to watch perhaps that why eyes and optics alike decide to turn away and be blind